The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises

Chapter 370 William and Xiao Xiao Cross Paths, Key Clue Uncovered

Annie spoke in a stuttering manner, but Rosalie just thought she had a slight stammer.

She inexplicably liked this girl.

This child reminded her of her own daughter who she had left with William.

In the years she had been disguised as "Caitlin", she no longer actively paid attention to anything related to the William family. She only vaguely heard from her colleagues' gossip that William's daughter was named "Anne".

Much of the news, even her colleagues didn't know - Anne was still young, and the William family felt that she was not suitable for excessive exposure to the public, so a lot of information was hidden.

This, on the contrary, put Rosalie at case.

Because of the actions of the William family, they were protecting Anne, so that even if Anne was not by her mother's side, she could still live well.

Even if she didn't know what Annie looked like now.

Phew.

A gust of autumn wind blew, pulling Rosalie back to reality.

The white butterfly also flew away.

"What's your name?" Rosalie, feeling a bit cold, tightened the hospital gown around her.

"An...An..." Anne spoke, struggling and anxious.

"An? What a unique name. Where is your family?" Rosalie understood Annie's meaning and asked another question.

Annoyed, Annie gave up speaking and turned around to point upstairs.

The meaning is, her father was making a call upstairs.

"Which floor exactly? Let me take you back," Rosalie stood up.

Upon hearing that Rosalie was going to send her back, Annie panicked.

She didn't want to leave.

She wanted to stay a little longer by her aunt's side!

So, she tightly closed her mouth, said nothing, made no gestures, her eyes moist, on the verge of tears.

"This... don't cry, okay? Did you forget which floor your family is on? It's okay, I'll take you to the hospital front desk to check in."

"If your family asks the front desk if they have seen you, the front desk will tell them you are with me," Rosalie took the initiative to hold Annie's hand and went to the front desk to register.

Anne really enjoyed the feeling of being led by Rosalie, she didn't resist and was very obedient. Years of autism had made her habitually silent throughout.

Thinking that she was afraid of strangers, Rosalie came to the corridor with Annie, squatted in front of her, looked at her at eye level, and spoke in a gentle tone:

"My son, Ian, is about your age. However, he and his godmother went to the supermarket to buy some things. When they come back, you can play with lan."

Anne obediently nodded.

about to say something else, when a hurried footsteps came from behind, accompanied

"Anne!"

Anne!

It was actually Anne!

male voice that she would never forget, surprisingly

intuition caused Rosalie's face to change drastically, her body stiffened. goosebumps sprang up all over her, as if even her blood was flowing

was snarling and clawing, trying to break free

over to the crouching Rosalic, looking into Annie's red eyes, with both blame and

looked at Rosalic, without saying

my daughter. The Williams family owes you a favor. If you

of Rosalie was getting faster and

William.

hiding from the

Anne.

Her daughter!

such a big joke on

again, how to

Rosalie remained

again.

Rosalie quickly stood up from the ground, his voice becoming

about her anemia. Having squatted on the ground for a long time and just

before her eyes, her body swaying, falling

out and wrapped his

waist, steadying her.

like a

"Don't touch me!!"

slightly tucked in

a reaction that a person would subconsciously display

hostility.

William frowned

been done wrong to elicit such a

"Caitlin".

be that he felt

William's face darkened.

were plain, neither ugly

almost emaciated to

the least attractive category

need anything, come find me at William's Castle," before he turned around and left with

steps when he saw Preston's

also a boy standing,

face was obscured by the object in his arms,

to make

face had

little boy, opened the car door, and

inside.